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New South Wales and Hollywood are burning piles of brittle wood And cocaine dreams Making movies making songs, gnashing teeth and glitter bombs and Brightly feathered queens Mother father sister farmer never seen the reigns Of avarice and vice that fueled the flames Sent your hands in the air and you flailing to the sea Hang a cross on me In the screaming night I wanna feel you breathe And touch you in the pale morning light Wuyang princes on the wall, running wild in gilded halls Drunk on money Vaulted ceiling gaping eyes that light streams through from behind That's Western Power, honey I've seen those flashlight eyes before With gritted teeth outside the cas' at four Howling at the moon "Mother, please don't leave" Hang a cross on me In the screaming night I wanna feel you breathe And touch you in the pale morning light Letras de cancionesHang a cross on me In the screaming night I wanna feel you breathe And touch you in the pale morning light Hang a cross on me In the screaming night I wanna feel you breathe And touch you in the pale morning light Hang a cross on me Hang a cross on me Hang a cross on me Hang a cross on me From Letras Mania